The Misanthrope Lyrics - Hey Killer - Local H

Hack actors choking on the scenery 

Mere grist to feed the machinery 

Fairy tales and useless fables 

Prayers at the children's table 

That ends with us Dead 

This is your welcome to the family 

All hail the cult of misanthropy 

The church and then the steeple 

Bring out the weak and feeble 

This world, it turns on the thought of you dead 

Stories like the gory details 

So keep your finger on the meat scale 

Sycophants and gorgeous users 

Pay the way for tomorrows losers 

That wanted you dead 

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This is your welcome to the family 

God damn the cult of his vanity 

The church and then the steeple 

Bring out the weak and feeble 

This world, it turns on the thought of you dead 

I chloroform the evil 

There's nothing worse than people 

This world, it turns on the thought of you dead 

This is your welcome to the family 

Come join the cult of sterility 

The church and then the steeple 

There is nothing worse than people 

There's nothing worse than people 

There's nothing worse than people 

This world, it turns on the thought of you dead 

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The thought of you dead 

The thought of you dead 

The thought of you dead 

Dead